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// "Ponies Don't Have Fingers  (,Piles/ /of/ !!/Pretentious ;Punctuation!!!)" [Slice of Life; Rated E for Everyone] 
// Story: "Proverbial," and Other Very Short Stories 
// by Mockingbirb 
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Beside Twilight was a cart. Its cloth cover hid her mysterious invention. 

In front of Twilight sat three grumpy ponies, the All-Equestria Invention Contest judges.

Twilight announced, "I've built a typewriter for ponies!" 

"Nonsense!" the contest's chief judge scoffed. "Writing Equestrian requires DOZENS of letters, so a typewriter needs DOZENS of keys. And hooves are so big, we simply can't fit enough keys onto a single typewriter. So Equestrian-language typewriters are impossible."

Twilight smiled. "Letter keys are overrated."

She yanked the cloth aside. Her invention looked like she'd scrambled three typewriters together, cut off all the human-style keys, and bolted on a few hoof-size paddles instead.

Twilight sat her plot upon a bench, pointing all four legs towards her mechanical monstrosity.

"Get out! Go away! Not another word!" the assistant judge warned.

Using all four hooves at once, Twilight banged out three lines at a time...using only small-print punctuation marks.



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